Disclaimer: I don't own any of the knights or anything.
A/N: This is actually coming from my other story which had a few reviews called Loyalty Unmarred; well to avoid confusion I deleted that story and instead am re-posting it up (this time with a prologue). I'm doing revisions to the 1-3 chapters, but I'll have them up quickly! Please review and tell me what you like and don't like! This is just a prologue scene that'll make more scene in the sequel (yes! I already have a sequel planned!) So, I hope you like it, and remember to give me a review!
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Prologue, A DREAM
"I had a dream," he whispered to himself, looking out of his window at Hadrian's Wall, "Like no other dream before."
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"How long shall we be gone?" a dark haired boy asked, and we all held our breath in wonder at what the Roman guard would say. I shivered at the wind that seemed to almost knock me off my horse; but I kept strong and hoped that no one had noticed me. I rolled my eyes at myself, not wanting to be already labeled as a weak knight.
"Fifteen years," the Roman guard growled, turning his horse away from the boy as if it pained his eyes to look at him, "Not including the months it'll take to get to your post."
I moaned inwardly, not liking the reminder of how long I was going to be away from Sarmatia; I was young still but when I returned it was likely I would be a grown man, experienced from fighting yet hard and cold from so many years in service of Rome. That was if I even survived fifteen years, which I had begun to doubt for the past days, the months it would take to get to our post seemed daunting, but fifteen years! I didn't even want to think about it anymore.
"Lancelot!" we all turned back, but the dark haired boy looked as if he was about to cry, as his village shouted, "Rus!" in unison to him; I felt myself smile. If not for the reminder that all us knights were Sarmatians, and we all missed home, I don't think I would be able to survive. The dark haired boy turned away, and the Roman guard motioned us to be on our way to the next village, of where we would get more companions. I wished I could just go home and sleep all day; I really wished I could.
With one last glance toward the village, I felt a tear roll down my cheek, not just for myself, but for all my companions; but with a light heart I knew we would come to know another in the daunting fifteen years ahead of us. And if it came to it, I would even give my life to save one of them.
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"I had a dream," he whispered to himself, looking out his window at Hadrian's Wall, "Like no other dream before. I think…" he turned towards the door, where stood a tall knight, looking towards the other with a mocking smile, "You were in it."
"All men dream," the other knight said, turning to part from the door, and leaving the man to wander his thoughts alone. He turned toward the window, sighing to himself, trying to listen to the comforting advice, but it held no avail.
"Not this dream," he whispered just barely, almost smiling to himself in self pity, "Not this dream."